He kept coming up next to me while I was drilling John in the sling, take a nose-full of my cigar smoke, and then go sit back down in one of our recli...ers, jacking himself off. The room smelled of fresh paint, tile grout, leather, smoke, poppers… and finally, cum.The day before the ceremony, John and I drove out to SFO to pick up John’s sisters and two grown nieces after they flew in from JFK and MIA. We drove them down to Pacifica, south of the City, and checked them in to the Holiday Inn. When I stuck my tongue inside Steph’s butthole, she screamed louder than a banshee and collapsed on top of me. Maggie lost it, clenched my dick with her slippery, hot, wet gash, and even pissed herself before I exploded in her furry twat.“I guess ... an explanation ... is in order, right?” Steph finally spoke.“You could say that, yes. But to be honest ... I cheated, too,” I announced, feeling it necessary to be frank.“That wasn’t cheating. That was a peace offering, bro,” Maggie corrected. But I warned him I was also in the good mood for sex; so, he better should wait for me…As soon as I hung up, Big Tyrone texted me, indicating to meet him after office, at the bar around the corner of my building office.Arriving at the bar, I noticed I was ten minutes earlier…Big Tyrone was not there; so I took a seat and ordered a drink.Another twenty minutes passed and my phone suddenly buzzed.I opened it and got a picture of Big Tyrone abs…Watching at his chest, I just felt my pussy getting. When Allison got there, the stranger reached out and started petting the two canines, saying, “Oh, they’re so soft. They are cute dogs. What are their names?” The dogs put their front legs on her pants as she petted them.“The one you’re petting is Pippi, the other one is Poncho. And thank you, they are unbelievably cute dogs. But then you’re cute, too.” That sounded forward, but Allison had been alone for a long time, and wanted companionship.The lady blushed at the compliment, saying, “You’re.